"I finally finished the trouble, Linzi is tired, right?" Yunwan was so tired that she was panting, and she was busy all morning just to finish moving in Chenshi.

"Master, you don't have so many things to move out of Murong Mansion? Why is it so difficult to move this time?" Ze Fenglin complained. He got up before dawn, afraid that it would delay Yunguan's auspicious time to move.

"Aren't Brother Shuo and Brother Jing helping that day? You are the only main force today, how can you not be tired?" Yunguan was very glad that Ze Fenglin could help her.

"That's right, there are more people and more power. If I had known this, I would have asked a few brothers to help." Ze Fenglin regretted it very much.

"What brother? I don't even have the nerve to order the slaves in the royal palace." Yunguan didn't want to disturb the slaves because she was afraid that Shen Yishuo would know. She didn't want to tell him about this for the time being.

"There are a group of idle people in Zongcha Mansion, and I have a few confidants under my command." Ze Fenglin hadn't been together with his little brother for a long time. Since the underworld came out, he disappeared, afraid of being ridiculed by others, so it would be best if he avoided it.

"Yes, you are a general, and there should be many people under you." President Yunguan forgot the fact that Ze Fenglin is a general, but who would have thought that a handsome face could also be majestic in armor.

"I am a deputy general under my brother-in-law. I occasionally take care of the training and usually feel idle, so my third brother let me teach riding and shooting when I have time." Ze Fenglin is willing to take care of the training of the guards because he likes to dance guns, sticks, swords, guns, swords, and halberds the most, but when facing the teenagers in the school, he sometimes feels very worried.

"Are you under the jurisdiction of Zongbaifu? Why are you always sent by Zongchafu?" Yunguan has always been curious about this matter. Her father retreated from the position of General of Zongbaifu. She knew that these were two independent departments and there should not be too much intersection.

"Zongbaifu commands all military guards and the Kaifu guards guarding the city in various places, but the borders have been peaceful in recent years and there has been no war for a long time. Our generals are under the jurisdiction of Zongcha Mansion and help investigate various cases in Zongcha Mansion."

Ze Fenglin didn't explain clearly, because there were only a few generals and princes under the jurisdiction of the Zongcha Mansion, and each of them represented different forces behind them. These complex relationships were something Ze Fenglin could not speak with Yunguan.

"Then investigate all cases of the Zongcha Mansion?" Yunguan was half-believing and half-doubted. She had always been very curious about the Zongcha Mansion and felt that it was quite mysterious.

"Major cases are usually investigated. Even if the main cases are solved by the local government, people from the Zongcha Mansion may be sent to verify them. However, I rarely participate. Now the most valued ones should be King Huanyi and King Shuoyi." Ze Fenglin is considered the third prince, and for this reason he rarely contacts King Huanyi.

"What about Brother Jing? Isn't it always sent to other places?" Yunguan has always been puzzled by this matter. Logically speaking, Murong Jingyu should not directly participate in the daily affairs of the Zongcha Mansion by Sikong Feng.

"He was a little implicated in a case before, so the emperor no longer asked him to intervene in the case, but he still assisted the Zongcha Mansion and waited for the emperor's instructions." Ze Fenglin always felt that Murong Jingyu was a little depressed and unsuccessful. He didn't understand why his brother-in-law had to work so hard.

"That's right, they are all royal relatives, how can they not be valued?" Yunguan understood that those special existences are all because of their special identities.

"Anyway, I'm an idle person, Master, to be honest, I really can't stand the unhealthy trends in the officialdom." Ze Fenglin always wanted to escape from the officialdom, but due to his family background, he could only be forced to accept the status quo.

"Why is it not a good thing? If Linzi wants to make a difference, he must learn the art of becoming an official." Yunguan also hopes that Ze Fenglin can take care of Youchen more in the future on the road to government affairs.

"What is the art of being an official? If you talk less, kowtow more, act cautiously and do not make mistakes, flatter when you meet, and act erraticly and disobey behind your back?" Ze Fenglin's eyes were the most disliked of the dark side of the officialdom, perhaps because of his too straightforward personality and he could not stand the words and deeds of thousands of people.

"You are talking like a great hermit. Could it be that you will live a pastoral seclusion in the future?" Yunguan felt that Ze Fenglin's summary was too one-sided, but she didn't want to argue with her. Everyone has different perspectives and observed things naturally differ.

"I am hiding in the city, the ultimate state of hermit." Ze Fenglin was so worried that he could not bear to return to the mountains, forests, streams.

"Oh, why do you pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence? You can see the southern mountain leisurely so that you are disliked by you." Yunguan didn't expect that the person in front of him had a heart of a hermit.

"Of course it's not disgusting, it's because I want it but cannot get it. I can only suffer from the ties of the world and have the heart of a hermit in the imperial capital." Ze Fenglin sighed. He didn't want to retire because of his depression and unsuccessfulness. "Master, maybe one day I will really find a place like a paradise to be a real hermit."

"Stop dreaming. Even if Lord Zefeng agrees, the eldest princess and Concubine Xuan will not agree. Hurry up and strike while the iron is hot and help me dig two holes here." Yunguan urged quickly.

"What's the matter of digging a hole?" Ze Fenglin was puzzled. Yunguan forced a shovel into his hand.

"It has its own uses." Yunguan smiled mysteriously.

"Young Master, why did you dig this good soil? This is the peony I planted before." Old Man Lu didn't stop it in time. He saw that Shi Zefenglin had dug a pit half a foot deep.

"Uncle Lu, I asked me to dig the ground, I want to plant trees." Yunguan said truthfully. She had sent someone to carry the saplings.

"I'm planting a fruit tree." Old Mr. Lu was very unhappy. He didn't want to watch the courtyard he had worked hard to clean up was destroyed by others.

"Old man, don't forget that everything your master does makes sense. How can you, a servant, make a point?" Ze Fenglin had already had an objection to Mr. Lu. When he was delivering Yuminghua yesterday, he was nagged by the old man. When he just moved things into the yard this morning, he was rolled by the old man again.

"I dare not point fingers, I just sad for my peony flowers." Although Mr. Lu was angry, he showed no concern.

"Uncle Lu, you clean the windows in the mansion. I am very grateful to you. I just want to plant two trees in the courtyard. I will let you plant your peony later." Yunguan asked like a guest, and she didn't want to have something unpleasant with Mr. Lu on the first day she moved into the new mansion.

"It's okay, I'll plant it casually." Old Man Lu gave up his persuasion. After all, this mansion has been changed to its name and owner, and even he is considered to be a living under someone else's roof.

"Master, we are back." Haoyun helped the two masters carry two lush jade trees into the yard.

"Haoyun, please help General Lin dig a hole. After digging early, we will plant trees early." Only when Yunguan planted this tree that symbolized peace and auspiciousness would she feel at ease.
Chapter completed!